The Darling of Heaven Owns a Rip-off Shop

Chapter 926 Jianghu is called Black Lotus 28

what? Xu Lang was dumbfounded when he heard this.

What does Boss Tian mean?

Headless.

Don't you want them to die young?

"Boss Tian? What do you mean by this?" Xu Lang was puzzled.

"The foreign race knocks on the border, what will you do?" Tianmiao asked with a smile.

"Naturally defend his homeland to the death!" Xu Lang blurted out without thinking.

"That's it." Tianmiao still smiled, "I think you are very cute when I get along with you during this time. So, just treat it as a gift from me."

Xu Lang heard this, a little clouded. I always felt what the boss said, but he wasn't sure what it was.

Xu Lang didn't have the energy to think about this problem for the time being, because Xiangyang City became lively. The martial arts conference is just around the corner, and the election of the martial arts leader is the top priority.

During this period of time, the number of martial artists in Xiangyang City increased, and naturally there were more disputes.

And Tianmiao made people change the sign.

One hundred gold and a glass of wine.

Xu Lang and Shen Hanshu stood under the signboard and watched for a long time. Then he looked towards Tianmiao with a complicated mood.

"Boss Tian, ​​why is it cheaper now?" Xu Lang couldn't help asking. Can the difference be refunded?

"Small profits but quick turnover." Tianmiao smiled, "make more money while there are many people. Of course, there is no room for people in the pub. You still have the privilege of becoming a member first."

Ok. Xu Lang and Shen Hanshu finally became balanced after hearing Tianmiao's supplementary words.

Because the price dropped a lot, the pub business became better, and many customers came every day.

However, no one dared to make trouble in this tavern in Tianmiao.

The inns in Xiangyang City are almost full.

On this day, very special guests came to the pub.

Dressed up, obviously from Mongolia. The leader was a young man with a stern face and aggressive momentum.

As soon as this group of people came in, they attracted the attention of everyone.

At this time of the martial arts conference, what do foreigners come to do? At a time, everyone had different thoughts, but the same thing was that everyone was very wary of these Mongols.

"Boss, serve wine." The leading young man took out a few silver tickets, patted them on the table, and then turned around and ordered his hand to go to the opposite side to buy braised vegetables. Obviously, he is very clear about the business model of this tavern.

Huanghou soon came to drink and took the silver ticket.

Tianmiao stood at the counter, dialing his abacus boredly. He didn't even look at the group of people who just came in and sat down.

The leading man stood up, walked in front of Tianmiao, and knocked on the table of the counter.

"Boss, I heard that you can live here if you pay enough money." The young man's tone was not a question, but a statement.

"That was before. Not anymore." Tian Miao said lightly without looking up.

"We can squeeze, or we can give the people in front a higher price and let them give us the house." The young man continued to say without giving up.

"Can't squeeze it. No one will let you." Tian Miao still didn't look up, and continued to shove around.

The young man frowned slightly. The boss's attitude has always been so bad. Although he is in a bad mood, he has not had an episode. However, his subordinates were a little uncontrollable, and they all stood up, showing fierce eyes, and wanted to come over here.

When this group of people stood up, several of the people sitting in the tavern stood up to tit-for-tat, looked at them more fiercely, and pressed their hands on the hilt. These people are all influential figures in the arena, the sentimental prodigal son Xu Lang, the jade flute son Shen Hanshu, the demon leader Sheng Yulin, and the Tang sect genius, Tang Fengyue. Tang Fengyue even took out Liannu and pointed it at the young man.

The young man took two steps back, turned his head to look at his subordinates, and yelled, "Sit down!"

(End of this chapter)